The salve I use for surface scrapes sadly cannot be used for wounds of the heart. Not to say that my heart is wounded, but rather that I only wish I knew how to help those whose are. If meaningless sex and flirtation could wipe away the pain caused by heartbreak, wouldn’t the world participate in one giant orgy? I know I would. Regardless, love can be such a fleeting thing. And if love is fleeting, then was it ever really love at all? I want to know: can I truly love someone? Is it possible to love someone so thoroughly, so selflessly, so sacrificially that it screams beauty and wholeness? Or is it only possible to love yourself? And isn’t it weird that you can swear you love someone and only months later you leave them? And truly, what caused you to leave? Infidelity? Abuse? Probably neither. After all, humans are selfish creatures.
